Sink over time Go Boi, a famous harbor, a bustling fishing village more than 400 years ago. This is the place where in the novel series “Con River in the flood season”, writer Nguyen Mong Giac describes it as an important saltwater harbor, an important focal point of communication with Dang Trong – Dang Ngoai, a place to receive migrations. From the North to the South, it was the place (along with the Thi Nai estuary) of the Tay Son Dynasty that sent naval troops to conquer the South to defeat the North. A tributary of the Con River flows at the foot of Banh It tower The side of Duong Long tower. Photo: TRUNG PHUONG Late in the afternoon, standing on Go Boi bridge watching the water of the Con River billowing, feeling strangely buoyant, seeing historical lines flowing layer by layer across the bridge. Remember the folk song that your mother used to lull you: “One day, no one will leave anyone / Only embroidery should be sharpened to make needles”, the lullaby voice sounds like a sad, sad Nam song. How much water has passed from the Con River over Go Boi Bridge, over the years has buried this historic saltwater harbour. And maybe it’s not economical so people don’t need to dredge it, just let it sink over time. But the image of the gourd sailing across the country, from the Central to the North, to the South, even through Nam Vang (Cambodia)… will never fade in the memories of the people in my hometown. Going to Go Boi, one must remember poets Xuan Dieu and Han Mac Tu. Xuan Dieu was born here, used to write love poems about Go Boi and Tuy Phuoc: “Sleeping in Tuy Phuoc is to not sleep at night The crickets stay awake with me all year round Wake up the stars, wake up the branches At night, the homeland loves the scent of the land.” Xuan Dieu could not sleep because simply: “Can’t sleep because the strong wind blowing from the sea keeps reminding / When my mother was born / I breathed the fish sauce of thousands of Go Boi…”. According to Hoai Thanh – Hoai Chan in “Vietnamese poets”, poets living in Binh Dinh are often haunted by the moonlight. The moon in Binh Dinh was strangely beautiful, mysterious or strange, inspired by Che Lan Vien, Quach Tan, Han Mac Tu, Yen Lan… Even later, Van Cao went to Quy Nhon to play and discovered Quy Nhon beach. like a half moon: “Half moon/Night/Lying on the sea sand…”. Most of the talented Vietnamese poets and artists who have met in Quy Nhon, all love the mysterious moon, meditate in Binh Dinh, hanging loosely on the lonely Cham towers. Even Trinh Cong Son is still haunted by the ancient towers, “hearing the autumn leaves and the rain rustling the little heels…” (Old Diem). Watching the magical moon Han Mac Tu also lived in Go Boi, because here is still the grave of the poet Han’s mother. It is said that at that time, the mother and son of the Han poets went to Go Boi to cure leprosy for Korea but in the end failed, the mother was lying eternally in Go Boi, the child was lying down watching the fanciful Binh Dinh moon in Ghenh Rang… read documents that know Han poet has known Xuan Dieu since then, when Han Mac Tu wrote to Xuan Dieu: “I sent you my collection of poems, because reading your poems, I find my pain is greatly relieved”. The land of Go Boi also once harbored the famous poet Han Mac Tu. And his best and most painful poems were written in this land. Go to Go Boi, look back up the Banh It tower, up to Do Ban citadel, remember the poets Yen Lan, Che Lan Vien – the names that make up the famous “Ban Thanh four friends”. Yen Lan is not only famous for “Ben My Lang”, he also has many other important contributions in the process of modern Vietnamese poetry. In the memoir “Yen Lan – remember you forever” (Van Hoc Publishing House – 2001) by Mrs. Nguyen Thi Lan – the wife of the poet Yen Lan – has quoted Che Lan Vien’s opinion: “Yen Lan is talented, talented. special and very soon”. It is not because of friendship that Che Lan Vien appreciates Yen Lan so highly. Before 1935, when New Poetry was still a toddler, Yen Lan had unique creations: “Mourning triangle sails about her resting quietly The rhythm of delaying harmonizes to pat the island far away”. Or describe the afternoon sun of Sam Son: “Empty far away The roof is dumbfounded, poetic and touching Afternoon pigeon wings incubated all over the manor.” “Sorrow triangle”, “tempo of delaying harmony”, “poetry of stone carving”, “afternoon of pigeons” – language structures, shimmering images interwoven magically, as if Yen Lan just wrote yesterday or today. Che Lan Vien is from Quang Tri but studied and grew up in Do Ban, Quy Nhon. In 1937, Che Lan Vien published a collection of poems “Dieu Ruan” that shocked the piano. In an article, Yen Lan once mentioned this collection of poems: “In the afternoon, Che Lan Vien and I often go upstairs to the East Thanh gate of Binh Dinh to admire the scenery and discuss poetry. Cham and Cham towers should discuss and write something together. Then Che Lan Vien published the volume “Diem Ruan” and me with the collection “The Well of Chaos” consisting of 28 poems written about the Chiem nuns…”. Han Mac Tu once read this book of poetry and asked Yen Lan why it was not a “well” (abandoned well), but “chaos”? Yen Lan asserts that it is a “well of chaos” (understood in the sense of chaos…). After reading the draft of this poem, Han Mac Tu was inspired to write the song “Moon commits suicide”: “Cold wells! Cold wells Why is no one good I heard that autumn hides here… Chaos, chaos, oh well chaos I’m panicking, I’m panicking Jump into the well to pick up the moon.” The song “Moon commits suicide”, Yen Lan planned to print in his book “The Chaos Well” as a preface, but unfortunately the poetry book was lost and Yen Lan’s poetic face seemed to be defective. In the last years of her life, Yen Lan also squeezed herself to make the quartet genre more attractive and more modern. With more than 400 quartet songs, Yen Lan is evaluated: Among the few great masters of modern Vietnamese quartet poetry, Yen Lan belongs to the “godfather” category (Truc Thong). Looking back at me Also, poet Nguyen Xuan Sanh was born in Da Lat but from a young age he studied at Quy Nhon National School (old), then moved to Hanoi. At the age of 15 (younger than Che Lan Vien when he was 16 years old when he published “Dieu Ruan”), Xuan Sanh released his epic “Lost Species”, with innovative poems of the type now commonly known as “postmodernism”. modern day”, breaking the standards of traditional poetry, with strange and “fragrant” sentences: “The white wind will smell the willow-shaped season / Far away from the pale green sad blue path…”. Now go to Go Boi to enjoy the coolness of the East Sea breeze, to look back into the past. Suddenly looking upstream, remember the castles and citadels of the Cham people, of the heroic Tay Son dynasty; looking down to the sea, remembering the rowboats that were horizontal and vertical for a while; remember the ships of the Portuguese and Spanish docked at Nuoc Man sea, now there is Xuan Phuong church, Lonely Song Village… And looking back at me, my age is already “sixteen years old”… Down there, how much water of the Con River is still flowing through Go Boi Bridge… Tuy Phuoc, February 2021

Since 3 years ago, “post-00s” have entered the barracks one after another. They have been questioned from a secular perspective just like the situation of the “post-80s” and “post-90s” in those years. Because of this, they are more eager to be understood and recognized. But in any case, people must accept the fact that sooner or later they will become the main force of the army and the main body of the barracks.

Walking on the snow-covered plateau, the reporter saw the towering snow-capped mountains, and even the unique faces of the officers and soldiers stationed in training—black and purple cracked lips, panting nostrils, faces burned like copper plates by ultraviolet rays… different youth There are different appearances, a generation of soldiers has the style of a generation of soldiers. Practice has proved that after the baptism of the plateau winds and snow, and the experience of preparing for war, the “post-00” soldiers can also carry the mission like a mountain with their youth and strong shoulders.

With immediate effect, the basic-level fax edition of the People’s Liberation Army Daily has launched a series of reports on “Entering the Barracks Post-00s·Reporters Standing on the Plateau”, telling the story of these post-00s soldiers fighting the plateau and tempering their growth. stay tuned.

A declaration of youth written on the snowy plateau

■People’s Liberation Army Daily reporter Chen Dianhong

Corporal Wang Binyuan is maintaining the equipment.Photo by Kong Lingzhi

The snow-covered plateau at night was very cold, Wang Binyuan opened his rucksack, took out the mattress, and made preparations for going to bed. The words written with a marker on the surface of the mattress are particularly eye-catching–

“I don’t want to be a flower in the greenhouse, I want to prove myself! Compared with others, compared with myself, make a little progress every day…”

Wang Binyuan told reporters that this is his letter of determination and his declaration of youth, “I see it every day, and I have infinite motivation!” After coming to the plateau, in order to motivate himself, he wrote this on the surface of the mattress. Xingzi.

The 19-year-old Wang Binyuan is a tank commander and corporal rank of the fourth tank of the second battalion of a synthetic regiment in the Xinjiang Military Region. Like many “post-00s” in the eyes of the public, he used to not like to read books and love to surf the Internet, but since childhood he liked to play “war” games with his friends, and he was mostly accompanied by toy guns, tank models, and cannon models.

Wang Binyuan said that he was particularly obsessed with the military TV series “Soldier Assault”, and because of this TV series, he chose to enter the hot military camp.

However, life in the army gave him a newcomer, his physical stamina was dragged down, and his life was unsuitable… At the beginning of his enlistment, he was at a loss for what to do. What irritated him even more was that his elder brother, who had been a “student tyrant” since he was a child, was admitted to Xi’an Jiaotong University.

“Brothers of my compatriots, why is the gap so big?” The parents sighed inadvertently, which aroused Wang Binyuan’s eagerness to win.

“When I was running, I had to clenched my teeth and stared at the first place; I forced myself to be the most proficient when I practiced operations…” said Wang Binyuan. During the new training period, I only thought about training. Time flies, the bones are getting stronger day by day, and the will is getting stronger day by day. In the new recruits under the company assessment, he received a good result in the general evaluation of excellent.

After the next connection, Wang Binyuan would get up half an hour early every day to run a 5km run. He often used the noon or break time to study the equipment. After the lights were turned off at night, he took the initiative to “turn on a small stove” to learn theories…The hard work will eventually reap, and now he has continued. He passed the professional grading assessment of driving, shooting, and communication, and became the youngest tank captain in the company.

“Because it is my own choice, I have to be responsible for it to the end.” Hearing that the troops will be stationed on the plateau, Wang Binyuan took the initiative to submit a letter of invitation to the company.

There are always too many tests on the plateau, and it can always witness the growth of a young soldier. Once, Wang Binyuan suffered a lung infection and had a high fever of 39.6°C. When he was rushed to the hospital, he was still worried about his tank in a daze. Soon after he recovered from his illness, he couldn’t wait to show up on the training ground…

“Becoming a soldier, this is the most correct choice in my life.” Wang Binyuan said, and his dim yearning when he was young brought him to the barracks. From the moment he put on the military uniform, his beacon of youth had been lit…

When he said this, Wang Binyuan’s eyes were extremely firm.

On March 8th, when many peers were immersed in the shopping spree, the 19-year-old female soldier Fan Yuyao of the regiment’s guard service company was on guard duty at the -23℃ snowy outpost.

Last year, Fan Yuyao, who had been in the army for less than a year, together with 22 other female soldiers, solemnly handed in a letter to the Communist Youth League Party Committee and rushed to the Kunlun Snow Region.

“Since I cut off my long hair, walked into the barracks, and put on the military uniform, I have understood responsibility and responsibility. Looking at the traces of training left by my hands, I have found the pride of realizing my self-worth, and I have experienced the hard work and hard work. Satisfaction.” Fan Yuyao said.

When they first went to the plateau, due to weather and environmental reasons, many soldiers had symptoms such as anemia, hair loss, and sunken nails. “Lack of oxygen can’t be lack of energy!” These young soldiers, who have just grown up, overcame the harsh natural conditions with tenacious perseverance, and stayed on the plateau for several months.

Talking about these “post-00s”, the regiment political commissar Gong Yihong sighed and proud: “Their performance really exceeded our expectations.”

“When I first went to the plateau, I had all kinds of discomforts, strong altitude sickness, unbearable headaches, and stomach churning, but I was not afraid. When I thought of the mission and responsibilities represented by the Army Emblem of Bayi, I thought of my beloved motherland and relatives. The determination and courage for all difficulties.”

“I once climbed to a post more than 5,300 meters above sea level with a weight of tens of kilograms, and held my post against the wind and snow like a knife, because I know that the post is the battle post.”

“I used to climb a peak of more than 5,800 meters above sea level with my equipment on my back. The stones along the road were as sharp as a knife and braved the cold light. The perennial snow covered my knees. But I am not afraid because the place I am holding is China. There are people I love the most in the land that I protect.”

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In the group, the reporter saw the declaration of youth written by the “post-00” soldiers, and couldn’t help but feel moved. Today with diverse choices, more and more “post-00s” choose to enter the barracks, exercise their skills on the plateau, and let the wind and snow temper their will. Through their words, the reporters deeply felt that in their hearts, being a soldier is actually a very pure thing-because they like it, because they want to do something for this country.

“Let youth shine in the struggle”, this is what youth looks like! The strong sense of mission, honor and responsibility exuded by these “post-00” soldiers constitutes the spirit of the soldiers in the new era. As the song sings: “In the vast sea of ​​people, who am I… I blend my youth into the rivers of the motherland…”

This article was published on the 06 page of the People’s Liberation Army Daily on April 23